no actually, i will not become harsh or jaded just because that is what the world expects of me. i am begging for soft writing actually. give me writing that feels like turning the tender side of your heart to the sun, like unlocking the latch on your bedroom window after a heavy bout of rain, like dropping your bags to the floor after a long trip and feeling the weight on your shoulders finally ease.
like we’re all pomegranate seeds tumbling to the floor of a jar. the pith is all that separates us and it’s soft enough to crumble beneath the pressure of a fingernail.
i do hope we will be able to preserve some of our softness no matter how harsh the world becomes. i know it’s not necessarily practical, but i do think it’s important. what lasts us through and beyond our lives, if not art? what connects us, if not our humanity?
anyways this all got me thinking, and i decided to start a tiny literary magazine called lightletter.
i’d love to read your writing, whether that’s poetry or creative writing or nonfiction. if you’re a writer/artist/know someone who is, please consider sending something in!!! the world needs to hear your voice now more than ever, and i hope that together we can create a safe little community for creatives 💗
(especially if you’ve never submitted anywhere before! what better time than now?)
if you’re interested, please submit here: https://forms.gle/fgmYfYQj854UDh3J6 (and if you submit before april 31st, you could make it into the first issue!!!!!)
